No, but she'll make a good entertainer

(This chapter is part of a multichapter smut scene.)

“E-Emilia!” Misty yelps. “Don’t raise the intensity until we get enough donations!”

“Oh, uh, sorry. I guess I just really wanted to see what it did. Teehee!” you say, not feeling especially apologetic.

You scoot closer to the monitor to watch for donations, but you end up spending a minute or two reading the chat comments. A few people are talking about you and your “fat titties”, asking that you show them. Perverts. But most people are talking about Misty without the slightest bit of respect. Just as she suspected. They objectify her body, and mock her not only for being a camwhore, but for not being able to handle her new machine at all. When you turn around, you see exactly what they mean.

Misty is already a moaning wreck. Her nipples are rock hard, and the toy is covered with juices from her bare pussy. Her audience is getting to watch her completely at the mercy of her sex toy, and the one with all the control is you. It reminds you of what happened at the Cerulean Gym. You’d only ever been a town whore before then, but on that day, you got to teach a cocky girl what it was like to be the whore of her own gym. And look where she ended up. She’s not just a whore for a gym, or even a town. She’s a whore for the entire Internet. You drool a bit as you unconsciously turn the knob to four.

“Emilia! *DONATIONS!*” Misty squeals.

“Shut up,” you reply. “Put your hands on your head.”

Misty’s eyes go wide. “Oh god not *AH* again! *NNNGH!*” Misty groans, obeying you all the while. That’s better. You won her stupid battle, and she still ordered you into her bedroom in nothing but your underwear so strange men online could speculate on your bra size. It’s time for you to feel like a winner.

Since she’s already been softened up by the lower levels, you’re sure she won’t last much longer. Her hips keep bucking involuntarily, almost like her body keeps trying to start climaxing but she barely manages to avoid it each time. Damn, it’s really hot watching her shake back and forth like a leaf. Watching her flat midriff, contracting repeatedly with her erratic breaths, is especially erotic. But, while you’re busy admiring Misty’s struggle, the sybian is busy breaking down her resistance and making her cum.

“I can’t… CAN’T… *AHHHHH!*” The redheaded girl starts quivering from head to toe, offering an unobstructed view of her orgasm to both you and her online audience. She clenches her eyes shut and lets out loud moans in short bursts, almost like each wave of pleasure forces another shameful sound out of her mouth. And, since you have no intention of turning the sybian off, her slutty behavior has no end in sight.

It feels like your body temperature rises ten degrees just from watching your co-host cum. Your nipples are even starting to press painfully against your bra as they mimic Misty’s stiff, eraser-sized nubs. Without a thought, you toss your bra on the floor, inadvertently treating the viewers to the sight they’ve been craving. Ignoring whatever the chat has to say about your lofty melons, you crawl over to Misty until you’re behind her.

“P-Please Emilia! Give me *AH* a break! T-Turn it off!” she pleads.

“No,” you answer smugly. Instead you turn it up to five.

“*EEEEP!*” she squeaks. Aww, so cute. “Mercy Emilia mercyYYYY!”